It’s hard to believe a city crammed with 8.6 million people can be a lonely place. I guess that is the reason every advertising break on TV includes adds for Love Match and Lovoo to “share moments, events and photos with people nearby“. It can be quite a culture shock at first. Getting lonely in London?…
The Old Street is a hub of creativity and hipsters. Strolling along Shoreditch is like visiting Woodstock on any ordinary day in Cape Town. Street art and graffiti wash the walls, gourmet restaurants line the roads, and it is also a new area – recently converted from old factories to an up and coming hipster joint….
We are horribly late. We stumbled onto the Waterloo train station which was unlike any we had seen before. It was buzzing with people, stores, sights and sounds. It is the Royal Ascott horse race this week, so women were elegantly garbed and sported sun hats. Men were similarly distinguished, wearing top hats and tailcoats…
The cooler weather pushed us indoors today, so we flocked to the famous British museums with hundreds of other tourists, tour groups and children on school outings. We woke early, packed lunch and set off to South Kensington for our history lesson. Surviving the Tube I’m trying to wrap my mind around the underground etiquette….
It’s light dreadfully early. The sun illuminates my room well before 5 am. For a morning person, it is like a siren going off. I usually drag my tired body out of bed to keep my cousin company downstairs while he entertains the little ball of fur. The plan for today was to be rustig. We had…
The day started like a typical Sunday – lui en rustig. We shared a lazy morning and afternoon with family, and an adventurous afternoon with friends exploring London Town. I rolled out of bed early with the sun to find Chris already entertaining Chewie – the Cavapoo puppy – downstairs. Once the rest of the house…
A trip through the England countryside was like a trip down memory lane with Robin Hood: Men in Tights. We leave Palestine Grove at 7. Sharp. We take the M25 northbound. “This is the biggest parking lot in Europe,” Chris explains. The highway takes a circular route around the whole of London and catches cars fast…
The air in London tastes different. It sticks more to the tongue than the dry air in South Africa, but it is not as thick as the air in Muscat. Signs and stores sped by on the underground that were entirely unfamiliar. My eyes were searching for signals of familiarity, something my eyes could recognise….
